A city of wonder

Everyone ponders

The life of a rockstar

An artist

A fasion designer

But I stay behind

Working on present

To get father in the future

I can never give

What was given to me,

Except knowledge

Traditions

Morals

Values

...

Life.

Tarboosh

A daughter of the Sultan I was
An eagerness to rule others overcomes.


Gold surrounds my naked arms,
But I am a warrior to banish my family from harm.


Red symbolizes love,
Red symbolizes blood.


It shows my bravery and honor,
The war on the battlefield with which I become fonder.


The King of the world,
Not the Queen,
For that's for little girls.


I raised a name,
From six feet under.


A name of a father,
Mixed with the energy of his daughter.


"Hey, Khalileh,"
What? A name used from thy mouth other than the Sultan!?
I banish thee!


"Give me the hat, it's time for sleep."
A sprint to my father,
Allows me to wear it longer,
As I show him how I am his son,
Not only his daughter.


~To my father